This is a song about "Chiwawas dieng in ww2"

I wonder why we take from our women

In which are people who believes in one,

Taskforce reporting in

I get special attention

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

And i can get em all without lots of effort

In every thought, in every word

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Just before they seen my money in the green

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Went out and had a church of kids

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six